Peas with tendrils in pen and wash – a painting a day

I am completely out of sorts today, however I have produced this picture. There are more of the beautiful curlicues found on the tendrils which a pea uses to scramble up other plants or pea netting in this case.

The wind in the night and most of the day has kept me from sleep and made me fume at the slightest thing. My mother was a teacher latterly of infants she said wind always changed the mood in the playground making the children madder and wilder. Clearly I have not moved on from this phase.